Opening, a Star Cup

"Hahaha... As expected, the Heroic Spirit who appeared from the blue magic circle as in the rumors, that video is indeed true!"

"Great! Since it is a hero who has appeared in history like that hero king, we should be saved, right?!"

For a moment, everyone's emotions seemed to rise, and their bodies glowed with new brilliance.

Because of the appearance of Fei Cun Jianxin, they found hope and rekindled their fighting spirit to survive...

"Really...is it really Heroic-sama?" Faced with Kenshin's sudden tenderness, Yamabuki Otome also asked blushingly.

She looked at Jian Xin with expectant eyes.

When I first met Mingming, he was still a man as sharp as a knife. His fierce temperament in battle not only made people yearn for it, but also made people feel a sense of awe that was hard to get close to.

She was originally worried that the other party would be a difficult person to communicate with...

After all, they are famous heroes in history. Heroes probably have their own arrogance, right? !

At present, the only heroic spirits that Otome has known are Young Jill and Kenshin at this moment... Looking at it now, both of them seem to be the type who are surprisingly talkative.

Does this mean that the heroes in history... are mostly 'gentle' people? ——Otome couldn't help but guess in her heart.

"It's a follower, not a heroic spirit..." Jian Xin made a correction.The bodies of the heroic spirits did not come to this world!

"Ah—yes! Master Servant, I understand." Yamabuki Otome blushed and shyly.

"Don't call me Master Servant, in Xiafei Village Kenshin... Master can just call me by my name!"

"Himura...Kenshin?!" Yamabuki Otome read in surprise.

It's not because the other party is too famous, but on the contrary, she has no impression at all...

"Himura Kenshin" - this is obviously their local style name, but is there really a hero named "Himura Kenshin" in the history of District 11?

Or because she was too ignorant, the girl blushed hot.

In her opinion, Jian Xin chopped off one of the monster's arms just now, such a powerful person should be quite famous in history!Should it be because I have too little experience, so I don't know the name of this adult...?

Otome didn't notice that the moment Kenshin revealed his real name, the smiles on those people's faces also froze. Didn't they say they were great heroes in history?

How did he become a little devil who hadn't even heard of his name?

That's right, it's the kid...

The more you look forward to, the easier it is to be disappointed when you learn the truth.

Although Kenshin's strength is very strong, he looks too soft and beautiful on the outside, but looks like a girl. Like his prototype, Kawagami Yansai, he is also a slender swordsman.

His master also changed his name to Kenshin because Kenshin's original name was too weak (Shinta Himura).

If you don't have enough fame to be known to others, it's hard to believe that he has great strength just by looking at his appearance.

This point, even if they witnessed Himura Kenshin's amazing appearance with their own eyes, it didn't change. Fame is really a magical thing!

Jian Xin was not affected by the disappointment faintly revealed by everyone's eyes, and he could more or less understand the inner thoughts of these people.

In fact, at this time, as long as the name of 'He Shang Yan Zhai' is revealed, he can get a lot of cheers.

At the beginning, Jian Xin also planned to use the identity of this prototype to make a fuss, but... the monster behind him seemed not happy to see them continue to chat leisurely!

Whoo~! !

In the horrified and horrified eyes of everyone, before they could react, a black shadow suddenly appeared behind Jian Xin, and his mountain-like body fell directly towards Jian Xin.

"Ah! Be careful!" Yamabuki Otome exclaimed and looked behind Kenshin.

Holding the oil-paper umbrella, Jian Xin's eyes flickered slightly, and he turned his head sideways...

In the dark night, a pair of huge lantern-like blood-red eyes and a pair of sharp eyes intertwined in midair.

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Puff! !It was the sound of sharp knives cutting through flesh.

But Kenshin's knife was still in the scabbard, and it wasn't him who just drew the knife.

Boom! !The black shadow's body was divided into two from the middle in a flash of white light, and the towering figure like a mountain collapsed; afterward, the black blood rain, like pitch-black flames, began to float up into the sky along the flesh and blood cut apart by the knife, burning in large quantities, scorching hot The blood spilled all over the ground, and as the two halves of the corpses fell at the same time, it caused a huge ground-shaking sound again.boom!

"What happened?!" Those ordinary people looked at Jian Xin subconsciously. Could it be that it was the same super fast swordsmanship as before that was too fast to be caught by the naked eye! ?

Everyone's eyes became stunned. Did they actually kill that terrible monster with a single knife when they were attacked by surprise? !

Even the 'King of Heroes' may not be able to achieve such a record.They faintly felt in their hearts whether it was Xiaoqiao, the 'young man'. Maybe this 'heroic spirit' was not well-known, but his strength was not weaker than the King of Heroes at all.

Human beings always like to divide the strength of monsters by whether they are huge or not, and whether they are ferocious or not.This will give them the illusion that Feicun Kenshin is stronger than the King of Heroes...

But

"...It's really crisp and sharp swordsmanship-your sword is not at all confused!" With sincere admiration, Fei Cun Kenshin didn't care about the changes of those people, his eyes flickered at the moment when the sword light flashed. lights up.

...Stepping over the tower-like black corpse, Kenshin looked at the 'samurai' standing behind the hill-like corpse.

Following Jian Xin's gaze, people were horrified to find that there was still a dark figure standing at the place where the monster died.

Wearing a simple and old Japanese-style armor with a set of brown incomplete feathers on the outside of the armor, a samurai with a one-eyed ghost mask on his head appeared in front of everyone.

Holding a bright white long knife in his hand, he just stood there motionless, as if he had been standing there from the beginning, but his whole body gave off a sense of incongruity that was incompatible with the world.

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